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Delia sighed and inspected her fingernails. I rolled my eyes and started to walk away. The last thing I needed was to get involved in some petty drama. But before I could take another step, Delia stepped in front of me, blocking my way. "Don't mind Delia. She's just jealous because she thought she had a chance with Hughy," Janie said, smirking. "I don't have time for this," I said, trying to push past Delia. "You should have thought twice before getting involved with Hughy. He's not worth it," Delia said, her voice dripping with venom. "That's enough!" I said, my patience wearing thin. "I don't care what your problem is with me, but if you don't back off right now, I'll make sure you regret

If she ever escaped this place, Delilah promised herself that she would get an indoor library in her house. If she ever got a house. She already got the extra room in her house filled up with shelves of books too, so that counted as a mini library. Her stomach rumbled and she decided that it was time for her to leave the library. She placed the books she had and decided to pick up a book titled Guide To Demons and another romance novel to read for the night. On her way down, she ran into Eriel. “Guide to demons?” Eriel chuckled. Delilah noticed how tall he was, as usual, and wondered if other supernatural species had that kind of height too. Was it just humans who were ridiculously small?

“Is something wrong?” Delia scowled into the camera. “S has been all over my threads saying things about slaves, about humans, about wolves. S has seriously been pissing me off, if you want to know the truth. And now I find out S is Scott Cavendish. Do you know how many people I know hate his guts?” She broke off then and looked contrite. “No offense.” “What does that mean?” Zane asked, looking offended. I held up a hand. “Let me play ambassador here.”

The others looked at Delia. Delia felt very anxious and sweat dripped down her forehead. She was indeed very famous and had all sorts of awards to her name. Everyone in Rivenesco respected her, and she was very arrogant about it. Yet, even with all of her knowledge, she was unable to cure Elijah. “I… I can’t cure him…” she stammered in the end with her head down. “You’re Rivenesco’s most famous physician! How are you not able to treat him?” The other Wyatt sisters could not believe it.

he steps closer, placing his hands on her shoulder "Calm down Delia, breathe in and out " " I can't " She kept on shivering, body trembling. " what happened, what did the book do," Sebastian asked and she looked at him in his eyes. " It ruined my life, my family" a tear dropped from her eyes " It possessed my innocent sister, causing her to kill her father, mother, and brother… this book made my hand fill with the blood of my very own sister" " You killed her?" Delia buried her face in Sebastian's chest " I had no choice" she cried. And I'm left wondering, what exactly is in this book and what the hell have I gotten myself into.

At this point, Jane welcomed it. After she chased Delia to the dark room, everything went to hell. Delia moved quickly, surprising Jane, and cornered Kerry in the blink of an eye. Where she'd learned to move like that, Jane didn't want to know. But she did know one thing, Delia knew all about lycans and werewolves because she hunted them. She had no idea that was even a thing. Hunting supernatural beings? Who knew? She'd pulled the crossbow out of nowhere and handled it like a pro. It'd scared the pee out of her.

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

I read the message three times. Each time I read it my thumb pressed harder against the screen, like pressing harder would change the words or rearrange them into something less terrible. They stayed the same every time. Your mother is in more danger than you know. Delia had written that. Delia, who had spent two years sitting across from me at dinner tables and sharing hallway bathrooms and borrowing my umbrella without asking. Delia, who had been sleeping with my boyfriend the entire time. Delia, who had smiled at me with Roland's eyes and her mother's mouth and I had never once looked closely enough to see what was underneath all of it.

This assistant she had seen before, was Hayden's most capable henchman, Hayden had sent this person over, did it mean that, in fact, his heart cared about her? "Delia, the things you want have been bought, see what's missing?" The doctor had already said that Delia would be hospitalized for at least two more months, that's why she had asked her assistant to buy a change of clothes and toiletries. "Not bad, that's all, thank Hayden for me." The assistant didn't say anything, only nodded. Delia took a sip of water, thought of something and suddenly spoke, "How are things going with Otis?" She had gotten word that Hayden would bail Otis out, but she privately didn't want Otis to come out too qu